3P Story - Highlights

My wife and I both have respectable professions and live a comfortable but not extravagant middle-class life. To be honest, my wife isn't the demure, classical beauty type; her features are striking, her figure slender yet voluptuous, and her skin, especially, is dazzlingly fair—the kind that arouses lust. I often feel fortunate to have such a beautiful wife, the kind others envy. I enjoy having her accompany me to various parties and relish the envious and passionate glances from others. My
wife is a wonderful woman to me and our family. Before marriage, although she had relationships with other men, she never had sexual relations with any of them. After marriage, I occasionally heard her say that some colleagues at work would "take advantage" of her, but it was only something like touching her thigh or pinching her breasts. In short, besides me, she has never had sexual relations with any other man. I, on the other hand, am different. Due to work and business, I've secretly had affairs with quite a few women. But in reality, I feel that no woman outside of marriage can replace her.
This peaceful life has lasted for six years; my wife's gentle nature and beautiful body have brought me endless joy. As couples spend more time together, their feelings deepen, but some sensations gradually fade. Like intimacy, the passion, sweetness, and tenderness remain, but the blushing, heart-pounding excitement, the electric shock of skin-to-skin contact, the shy, restrained struggles—all are gone.
This is inevitable; we are too familiar, too intimate. In fact, these feelings are very beautiful, but if possible, I hope to experience something entirely new with my wife.

I've always looked forward to that exciting moment, but when it finally arrived, I felt like I was dreaming.
It all started in November. My wife told me about six families, six men and six women, engaging in sexual activity.
My wife's department has many young people, and they subscribe to a wide variety of magazines, including "The Beginning of Man" and "Family, Society and Life," which she often reads in her spare time.
My wife has discussed her thoughts on articles she's read, touching on topics like sex techniques and lovers, and I enjoy discussing these issues with her. Neither of us is embarrassed; on the contrary, our discussions often lead to more exciting and stimulating experiences.

The magazine's report on the six-person party stirred up a great deal of emotion within me, giving rise to a complex mix of feelings. I also hoped it could bring me some new excitement.
Like many couples, I had previously imagined my wife having sex with multiple men, telling her about it during kisses and caresses in bed, arousing her to the point of unbearable desire.
After the intense passion of sex, she always thought I was just creating an atmosphere, that such a thing was completely impossible in real life. My wife is a virtuous and conservative woman, a fact confirmed by our years of marriage.
However, her impulsiveness also reflects a common characteristic of women: the desire to try more men. This awareness is firmly rooted in a woman's heart, even though many women never dare to cross that line in their entire lives. When we talk about it after experiencing intense pleasure, we both absolutely believe it could never happen to us. We are unaware, or perhaps unwilling to acknowledge, that we also have this transgressive desire subconsciously.

Encouraging her to find a lover is something I cannot convince myself to do. I can't bear the thought of letting my wife sleep with other men; besides, she would think I don't love her. But a situation where we each have our own affairs is also unacceptable; that would make our family life chaotic and devoid of any joy, and it's not much different from encouraging her to have a lover.
A man's dominance and desire for his wife compels me to keep her bound to my side. I don't appreciate casual sex; my wife's sexual activities are not under my watchful eye, and she would think men treat women as playthings for sexual stimulation, which is detrimental to our relationship. I only allow my wife to experience sexual pleasure under my complete control.
Therefore, I've come up with the idea of a threesome. I'll arrange everything, involve a stranger, and control the situation.
I have my own design for the game: although my wife is nearly thirty, her beautiful face and full, mature figure are even more alluring, making her even more attractive to men… We'll find a stranger to play a threesome, two men against one woman—a popular group sex activity these days, or a hybrid activity. It can also be called a double-gun attack, sharing a beautiful wife, two dragons and one phoenix, a threesome, fighting two heroes, two men sharing a wife, etc. Basically, it's a sex game between two men and one woman! After that, we'll be strangers, with no further contact. I believe my wife won't fall in love with anyone else during this one extramarital affair. Even if she did, the emotional turmoil will subside because we can't contact each other anymore. This is perhaps the most acceptable way for me to resolve the issue.
After my wife finished talking about the six-person party, I didn't comment as usual. Instead, I used my old trick, imagining the details of multiple men playing sex games with my wife, enticing her and me into passionate desire.
After calming down, I seriously told my wife: "We can find a stranger to play a threesome, two men against one woman."

My wife asked me, puzzled, why I had such thoughts.
I told her my reasoning: Love is selfless, but love and sex are separate. Should a man only have sex with one woman his whole life, and a woman only with one man? I believe that as long as there is love, it doesn't matter if a man only has sex with his wife, or a wife only has sex with her husband. As long as we deeply love each other, that's enough. Why insist on exclusivity? Besides, the pleasure of sex and the pleasure of love are two different kinds of pleasure. There's no need to force them to be the same. Love is unique, while sex is limitless.
A woman's youth fades quickly. My wife has been with me for so many years and given me so much; I want to make it up to her. I want my wife to experience pleasure and happiness in the game of sex.

My wife still couldn't accept this reality. She sighed, unable to imagine what it would feel like to be with a strange man. Perhaps she could accept it more if it happened between someone she knew.
I understand my wife's thoughts; women are more likely to accept men they are familiar with. In a woman's eyes, wine gets better with age, and ginger gets spicier with age. A man she's known for many years might be more helpful in overcoming her psychological barriers to sex.
But I'm a rational, or perhaps selfish, person in this regard. I absolutely cannot allow such a thing to happen between acquaintances. Regardless of the potential emotional entanglements my wife might cause with them and the trouble it would bring to the family, as a man, letting my wife do this with an acquaintance is incredibly embarrassing.
I patiently explained the seriousness of the situation to my wife: if this happens between acquaintances, it will be awkward for everyone to meet in the future, and they might even lose their friendship. Moreover, playing this game is different from adultery; the man's wife is often unaware of the game. Once the spouse finds out, it will not only cause conflict in the other family but also severely damage the reputations of all three, bringing immeasurable losses to the family and career. The risk is too great. Furthermore, if my wife develops feelings for the acquaintance, the situation will become even more complicated, and the consequences even more unimaginable.
My wife found my analysis very reasonable and said it would be best to find strangers from out of town to play with, not locals. I told her not to be so absolute; if she didn't know someone in the city, she could invite them over. My wife said she was afraid of running into acquaintances, but I reassured her that the city is so big, with millions of people, it's unlikely to be that coincidental, and I have my own ways to avoid awkward situations.
My method for avoiding encounters with acquaintances is to find them online and contact them through the internet. My wife asked skeptically, "Are there really people like that?" I laughed and said, "There are plenty of people like that online." My wife doesn't use computers, let alone go online, so she knows very little about the new ways of interacting between men and women reflected online. My specific steps are: first, communicate with the online friend to gauge their character; I absolutely won't let vulgar people approach or harm my wife. If things go well, I ask them to send a photo to avoid meeting acquaintances, and also to let my wife get a feel for their appearance to decide whether to meet in person. If we meet, we can have a real interaction and exchange, giving both of us the right to choose each other. If there are no problems, then we book a room and move on to the practical stage.
I discussed this with my wife until late at night, asking her if she agreed with my idea. My wife, half-asleep, agreed: "You can handle everything; I'll listen to you."
That night, I was so excited I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. My wife slept soundly beside me. I couldn't help but wonder, with my wife so calm, had she really agreed? On one hand, the thought of my wife being with someone else filled me with a sour, bitter feeling. On the other hand, if she really took that step, I felt I had done right by her, and a sense of relief washed over me…
The next evening, my wife went to a friend's house, and I stayed home and went online, entering a local chat room on Sina. My username was “Couple Online,” and immediately five or six netizens contacted me.
During our conversations, I felt they were either of very low character or didn't have photos, so I eliminated them without hesitation.
Regarding my search for a partner, most netizens asked almost the same two questions: Is it because you're impotent? Is your wife too demanding?
These people lacked a deep understanding of sex, which was both laughable and pathetic.
Finally, a netizen from Beijing contacted me, saying he was 30 years old and would be in the city on a business trip the next day, and that he understood this lifestyle. During our conversation, I thought he was quite nice, and he eventually sent me his photo via email. I replied that I would decide after my wife returned
. Once my wife came back, I immediately showed her the netizen's photo. My wife laughed, "You actually took it seriously? I was so sleepy last night, I only agreed because I wanted to go to bed..." Like a bolt from the blue, I was stunned. I
pulled my wife down to sit and told her to take a closer look at the online friend, saying the guy was quite handsome. But my wife was more interested in the vase next to the guy in the photo, praising its uniqueness and beauty, saying we should buy one like that sometime...
All my efforts last night were wasted. I could only obediently watch TV with my wife, coaxing her with kind words, afraid she might misunderstand me...
However, I was still unwilling to give up on her rejection.
After getting into bed, I imagined a threesome to tease my wife, arousing her greatly. At that moment, I lovingly told her that I did this because I truly loved her, it was an expression of my love for her, I wanted my beloved wife to be happy, but I wouldn't allow anyone to take her away, this kind of game was the best.
My wife, deeply moved by our passionate encounter, said my thoughts showed a man's love for his wife had reached its highest level. She agreed to let me help her find a stranger online. She said the one in Beijing was indeed handsome, and I could reply to him.
The next morning, I immediately replied to the online friend, agreeing to meet and giving him my phone number.
That evening, my wife had a dinner engagement, so I stayed home and went online. The online friend didn't reply, which disappointed me. I felt that this was something that needed to be done quickly; I was afraid my wife would change her mind if I waited too long. Then I
went to a Sina chat room, and another online friend contacted me. This friend's manner was rather unpleasant, and his sexual intentions were overly obvious. He asked if my wife was pretty and if she was willing to have sex, which was very offensive. My wife and I both oppose perverted sexual behavior. He was very eager to meet immediately, even saying he had his ID with him and would book a hotel room right away if it was feasible. He told me his identity, saying he was a soldier, and even gave me his phone number.
I figured soldiers, separated from their families, have strong desires in this area, but I really didn't appreciate his manner of speaking. Perhaps I could use him as a test, letting my wife meet him—just to give her some experience. I definitely wouldn't play a threesome with him.
I immediately called my wife to ask if the dinner was over. She said she was in a friend's car, already on her way home. Learning from the previous day's experience, fearing my wife might change her mind, I lied and said she should call me when we were almost home, and I'd go for a walk with her. My wife was delighted and said she'd let me know as soon as we got home. We
met downstairs, and I opened the car door for her. She asked in surprise, "Didn't we say we'd go for a walk?" I laughed and replied, "Just going for a drive; it's been a long time since we've had one." My wife said she was too full and really wanted to walk to digest. However, she still got in the car, and I drove straight to the agreed-upon location.
My wife chattered on and on about the dinner. That evening, a colleague was celebrating his housewarming, inviting his wife and over 20 colleagues to his home. At the dinner table, the men drank heavily and became quite boisterous.
At this point, my wife paused. Knowing her temperament, I suspected something was amiss. I asked if someone had offended her. She nodded and continued, telling me that while everyone was drinking and making a ruckus, their department head, Director Liu, drunkenly moved closer to her, put his arm around her shoulder, adjusted her collar, and then, under the guise of touching her fair neck, said with feigned concern, "Your clothes are beautiful, but unfortunately, the collar isn't turned up properly."
The man's eyes gleamed with shameless lewdness. My wife had dressed carefully before leaving home, so she wouldn't have been inappropriately dressed. She knew he was deliberately taking advantage of her, but in front of everyone, she couldn't say anything, though she felt extremely uncomfortable.
Director Liu was bald and known for his womanizing ways in their workplace, but he was also cheerful and witty, often surrounded by a large group of women. I knew him. In the past, I would have been furious if I had known about this. While I was still annoyed, I thought it was just colleagues flirting, nothing too outrageous, and not worth making a fuss about. Besides, my eagerness to get my wife to meet the online friend seemed to lessen my resentment towards Director Liu.
So I comforted her, saying, "He's had too much to drink. Don't take him seriously. If he goes too far later, just tell me, and I'll deal with him..."
After a few words of reassurance, I cautiously asked her if she wanted to meet the online friend. She asked what kind of friend, and I replied that he was a soldier.
As we approached the meeting place, I pulled over and said, "Is it just a meeting? I don't want to do anything tonight. Consider it a little exercise for you." My wife realized I was serious and angrily refused, "Huh...you're not serious, are you?
I thought it was just a joke. This won't do! I have a husband too. Go see him yourself, I'm not going!"
And that was the end of it. The journey home was silent, my heart filled with indescribable emotions. My wife's loyalty deeply moved me, but her inability to take that step left me bewildered. Seeing my gloomy
expression, she said, "I love her very much, please don't have any other thoughts." She softened her tone and said, "I don't like soldiers, and besides, I'm not in the mood tonight… Give me some time to adjust, okay?"
Back home, we went to bed, and I earnestly tried to persuade her: A modern woman should be adventurous and ready for challenges. I really want to find a man to play with, just one, and we can play a threesome, so she can have more fun. You're almost 30, life is short, you should do what your heart truly desires while you're young, experience the feeling of being with another man, really! I really want you to try other men, really!"

My wife said that as long as I spend time with her, that's enough; she doesn't want to play these games, afraid of hurting my feelings.
I tried to reassure my wife, saying, "This is all my choice. Extramarital sex is a supplement to our marriage. As long as she doesn't fall in love with someone else and her feelings belong to me, the more diverse our extramarital sex life is, the stronger our marriage will be.
" My wife said, "Honey, I know you mean well, but I just can't take that step. It's like asking me to eat fatty meat; I know it won't do any harm, but please don't force me."
I continued to persuade her: "This is a secret between us. We're both experienced; as long as it doesn't affect our marriage and family, what's wrong with being a little more indulgent in sex?"

My wife still hesitated. She had never been with another man before, and she didn't know what to do if we really had to do this. Besides, wouldn't it be too promiscuous?
I said, "From a physiological perspective, as long as you pay attention to hygiene and contraception, a mature woman can have sex with several men consecutively, so she doesn't need to worry about being hurt. Most importantly, we both enjoy sex and want to explore its mysteries. Our relationship won't change because of this; it's just about experiencing different things, isn't that great?"
Seeing that my wife was already interested, I asked again, "If that young man from Beijing contacts me by phone, should we meet him?"
My wife was silent for a moment before replying, "You've already promised someone else, and I don't want to hurt him. Let's give it a try, but only once, okay? The most important thing is, are you really willing to let me do this kind of thing?"
My wife is always so serious about things.
I said, "Why not? I'm serious.
I've thought it through. Since I've been fantasizing about it for so long, it needs a breakthrough to be meaningful."
The next day was November 8th. That morning, my wife went to work, the child went to her grandmother's house, and I continued searching for friends in Sina's local chat rooms.
I really hoped that the netizen from Beijing would contact me, because the opportunity was very good that day. The child was taken care of in the afternoon and for dinner, giving my wife and me some free time.
However, I had a work engagement at noon, and my wife had to attend a colleague's wedding in the evening, so we only had a few hours together in the afternoon.
Perhaps my requirements were too strict, because the conversation with the netizen didn't quite click, and it was almost 11 a.m., with no results yet. Feeling a bit deflated, I was about to shut down my computer and go to the kitchen to cook
when a netizen named "White-Collar 23" contacted me. This netizen was very frank, saying he was from another province and had had similar experiences with his wife back home. He hoped to join our lives.
I told him that my wife and I had watched some erotic content online and were very interested in sex games involving two men and one woman. I love my wife, but I also want her to experience some excitement. Morally, my wife is my most private possession, especially sexually. Revealing what is most private and intimate is a challenge to myself and to morality; people survive through constant challenges—that's the source of excitement. Life is short, and I want to do what I truly desire while I'm young. Therefore, I especially want to find a man to share my love for my wife, but I can't just find anyone; I'm afraid of encountering a vulgar person who might hurt my wife.
This netizen understood my situation and said he could fully cooperate and would respect my wife completely. During our conversation, I learned that he and his wife had similar experiences, and he was also from my hometown, which made me feel a sense of kinship.
I repeatedly emphasized that my wife hadn't tried this before, and that meeting him might be fruitless. I hoped he could work with me to persuade my wife. He frankly admitted that he was actually 28 years old, only two years younger than his wife, but he looked younger, so he described himself as 23 in his online name. We exchanged QQ numbers, and he sent his photo to her
. Just then, my wife came home from work and showed her his picture. After seeing it, she laughed and said, "This guy looks a bit simple and honest, and he even looks a bit like you." I asked my wife if she was willing to meet him. She said, "Sure, if you say so, then let's meet."
My wife answered so readily that I was a little skeptical and asked why she agreed so quickly. She said, "You were angry last night, but I just didn't express it. I don't want to upset you again today..."
II. A feeling of gratitude welled up inside me during this initial trial
: My wife is so good. I immediately told the online friend that my wife had agreed to meet, and we arranged to meet around 3 pm after I finished my social engagement. We would contact each other by phone then.
The social engagement was in the suburbs, and it was already past 2 pm after lunch. On the way back, I called the online friend and asked him to find a private room at a teahouse near Green Lake. A quieter environment would be more conducive to conversation and help to relax.
Then I called my wife, who was taking a nap, to wake her up. My wife seemed a little reluctant on the other end of the line, saying, "I still want to sleep." I coaxed her repeatedly, "Sweetie, don't lie to me. We're just meeting up. You can decide the rest later..."
After entering the dormitory compound, I called my wife again. She said she was just getting dressed and would come down after tidying up.
The 20-odd minutes I spent waiting for her in the car felt like an eternity. The thought of her meeting her online friend, of... a mix of conflicting emotions—anxiety, excitement, and sadness—swirled within me. It felt like a dream; I hoped she would change her mind, yet I also hoped she would go and face it... Finally,
my wife arrived at the car. That day, she wore a perfectly tailored dark trench coat, open over which she wore a light yellow fitted sweater, exuding a casual charm. It was clear she hadn't deliberately dressed up; she had simply styled her hair and applied some lipstick. As usual, she wasn't glamorous or flashy, but rather fresh, natural, and elegant.
My wife later told me that she hadn't really dressed up; she was just dawdling and didn't want to go out, but considering how much effort I had put in, she didn't want to disappoint me. Unlike usual, this time my wife sat in the back of the car, letting me sit in the back seat. As we approached Green Lake, my online friend called, saying he wasn't familiar with the area. He mentioned there were teahouses, but none with private rooms. He was from out of town, so I understood his predicament. I told him we were almost there and that I'd contact him once we found a place. I then
took my wife to a teahouse called "Holy Land Sand," which had private rooms on the second floor. The room was charming and elegant, with brightly colored armchairs shaped like hands – a novel design. The cozy space was filled with tranquility. My wife loved the playground-like environment. She practically cheered as she leaned heavily against the sofa, her round, bright eyes sparkling with excitement, a blush of joy on her face. The weather was warm, and my wife wasn't wearing a trench coat when she got out of the car. Her light yellow sweater, combined with the graceful curves of her body, added a spring-like feel to the small room, making me think my wife was incredibly sexy, always possessing a certain charm. I felt truly blessed to have such a wonderful wife.
Just as the tea was served, my online friend appeared. After we were seated, we chatted casually about everything under the sun.
The online friend, wearing glasses, was refined and polite, but slightly reserved and cautious. He told us about his personal experiences and family situation, and mentioned his surname was Huang.
My wife later told me that she admired two things about Huang: first, his unwillingness to settle for a stable, mundane life, his willingness to constantly change jobs, and his courage to challenge himself; second, his desire for his child to have a happy childhood, a sentiment shared by my wife in the past, although this wouldn't be possible after the child started school.
I excused myself to use the restroom, allowing them to talk alone. When I returned, we chatted for a while, and then my wife also went to the restroom. I asked Huang if he had feelings for my wife. Huang said, "Your wife is beautiful and sexy; of course I'd love to have her. You're so lucky!" He also told me that my wife truly loved me, but was rather conservative, lamenting that she didn't know if society was developing too fast or if she was simply out of touch. She said she could feel my love for her, but she felt confused about the depth of that love.
We finally met, but I still didn't know my wife's true thoughts. I discussed with Xiao Huang that he would make an excuse to leave for a bit so I could ask my wife what she thought.
After Xiao Huang left, I eagerly asked my wife how the conversation went and whether she was willing. My wife said she didn't know, but she felt Xiao Huang was quite nice during the conversation. She said that if it didn't involve that kind of thing, she felt the conversation was very intimate and natural, but once it did, she had an indescribable feeling... She didn't know what would happen if she really entered that kind of environment...
I knew her inner struggle and unease: "You're conflicted right now, aren't you?"
"Yes..." She nodded, still with her head down.
"Your conflict means you still have desires. It's because you want it, but you feel it's wrong, that's why you feel conflicted. Your unease comes from traditional societal norms that believe women shouldn't have extramarital affairs. Actually, you shouldn't feel like you're at a disadvantage. Just feel like you're playing with another man and enjoying yourself."
My wife was still a little hesitant, after all, we had never done anything like this before. I knew my encouragement had bolstered her resolve, so I seized the opportunity to continue encouraging her, saying, "Sex is a need, and your body is your own. As long as you're willing to try, I approve. What's wrong with that? If you've thought it through, just do it! It's just for pleasure, so let's try it once, okay?"
My wife held my hand tightly, looked at me, and gazed at me for a long time before nodding and saying, "Okay, if you really want me to try, I'll listen to you, let's try it once..."
Now that my wife had agreed, I could put my plan into action. After Xiao Huang returned, I told him there was a hotel near Green Lake and asked him to book a room. He said he didn't have his ID card with him, and I said a little anxiously, "We need your out-of-town ID card to book a room." He said he would take a taxi back to get it.
My wife and I strolled hand in hand along the edge of Green Lake, and I asked her if she was nervous. She replied that she wasn't nervous, but she felt uneasy, like when her mother used to ask her to meet boyfriends, and she didn't want to, but the adults meant well, and she couldn't refuse...
I squeezed my wife's hand and encouraged her, "Sex is a pleasure. As long as we prepare properly and make the threesome harmless, you can enjoy it to your heart's content. Try to relax and don't worry about what I might think. As long as you're enjoying yourself and not being tortured, I won't mind who you do it with."
We drove to the hotel parking lot, and my wife quietly sat in the back seat. I called Xiao Huang, who told us everything was arranged in room 425. Suddenly, I remembered something important and called Xiao Huang to remind him to bring safety equipment. My wife, listening nearby, suddenly blurted out, "I think you're forcing someone into prostitution..."
A pang of sadness welled up inside me. I said, "Actually, this is between you and me, it doesn't bother anyone else, and it's none of their business. I don't care, so what are you afraid of? Besides, doing it once or twice with someone... it won't cost you anything, and it adds some spice to our lives, isn't that interesting?"
My wife didn't say anything more, but followed me upstairs into the room. I checked my watch; it was a little past 5. It was a standard room, not very big; the two beds in the middle made it quite cramped. A sports event was playing on TV.
After Xiao Huang poured us tea, he sat still, probably unsure how to begin. All three of us knew what was going to happen, yet none of us knew what to do—everything is difficult at the beginning!

So, I said to my wife, "Ladies first, would you like to take a shower first?"
We had already discussed it before going upstairs, letting Xiao Huang or her shower first, as one of us needed to watch our bags. It wasn't that I didn't trust Xiao Huang, but we should be wary of strangers.
My wife dressed neatly and went into the bathroom. While she showered, I drew the curtains. The curtains in this room were different from those in other hotels; beneath the thin, pale yellow curtains was only a layer of white gauze, unlike the thick, black underlayers of curtains in other hotels that completely blocked out light.
This was good; if it were pitch black and nothing could be seen, there would be little sensory stimulation.
I honestly told Xiao Huang that I was very nervous, and the unique feelings I had at that moment were hard to describe… Xiao Huang comforted me, saying that everyone feels this way the first time, with a lot of trepidation, and that these feelings would gradually disappear after going through it.
After a moment of silence, I discussed with Xiao Huang that he should take advantage of the situation while I was showering, hoping to see his progress when I came out. Although I said this, I was actually afraid that my wife would be hurt in some way…
Xiao Huang understood my feelings at that moment, saying that he wouldn't hurt my sister-in-law, that he would respect her, and that I shouldn't worry.
I also specifically instructed Xiao Huang to make sure he found an opportunity to enter my wife's body first when we were playing later. I did this mainly because I was afraid that my wife would change her mind, and if I did this, it would be a done deal.
Xiao Huang smiled calmly and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter who goes first, I won't care about these things." I could tell that Xiao Huang was indeed experienced in this area. After a while
, my wife's voice came from the bathroom, telling me to make the bed. I didn't hear clearly and thought she was asking me to close the curtains, so I casually replied that I had already closed them. This indicated that my wife was about to leave the bathroom.
My heart pounded as I imagined: if my wife came out fully clothed, should I undress her, or should Xiao Huang do it? She might be more accepting if I undressed her, but watching Xiao Huang undress her would be much more exciting…
The bathroom door opened, and my wife stepped out, walking straight down the hallway into the room. Her face was flushed after her bath, her hair slightly disheveled, but her fair skin shone even brighter.
To my surprise, she wasn't wearing any clothes. A dark yellow towel wrapped around her full body, her snow-white arms exposed above her ample breasts. The small towel couldn't fully cover her body; the hem of her bathrobe revealed her slipper-clad feet and part of her fair thighs. She exuded a mature woman's unique sexiness and charm…
How had my wife become so open? A single towel covering her body—didn't that mean I could easily strip her naked?
But only for a moment. My wife turned back and hid in the bathroom, complaining, "Why didn't you make the bed for me?" I then understood what she meant and quickly did as
I suggested. It was true, my wife wanted to make things easier for us. Later, she told me that she was wearing a tight-fitting bra that extended from her upper body to her buttocks, which was difficult to take off. Since we were already at this point, it was more convenient to just leave her wrapped in a towel than for us to go through the trouble of undressing her… I
went to the bathroom with my wife, then helped her out, and carefully led her to the bed against the wall. After she lay down wrapped in her bathrobe, I quickly pulled the blanket over her .
His gaze swept over my wife's body, but from a man's perspective, I sensed that his gaze wasn't particularly lewd.
He calmly walked towards the bathroom. At that moment, I understood the composure of someone who had been through similar experiences.
I sat down beside my wife and tenderly stroked her face. My wife seemed cold and asked me to bring the blanket over her. She seemed to dislike me at that moment, moving to the very edge of the bed, pitifully shrinking her body to one side, as if avoiding me.
Looking at my wife, I imagined that perhaps, the moment I entered the bathroom, Xiao Huang and my wife had already begun. I didn't know if I could be naked and honest with another man, nor how to break the awkwardness at the beginning. Thinking that my wife was about to embrace, kiss, caress, and even have sex with another man, I was filled with mixed emotions. My nervousness was no less than my wife's; we were speechless for a moment.
My consciousness was a little hazy… It felt like I was preparing a special gift for my beloved, wanting her to love it and be completely satisfied with it. I wasn't worried that she would fall in love with this crazy thrill; I was only worried that she might get hurt because the other person wasn't gentle enough. If she told me she liked it afterward, I would be overjoyed.
If she regretted trying it afterward, I believed I would regret it even more than she did, hating myself for hurting my beloved.
Not long after, Xiao Huang came out, also wrapped in a bath towel.
I took off my outer clothes and pants in front of them, entering the bathroom in my underwear. While showering, I kept pressing my ear to the crack in the bathroom door to listen, trying to find out what was happening outside, but I couldn't hear anything except the monotonous sound of the showerhead.
After showering, I went outside and saw Xiao Huang sitting next to my wife, leaning towards her, gently stroking her hair, talking to her. My wife covered her eyes with one hand, looking very nervous.
My wife later told me that Xiao Huang followed the rules of the game very well. Before I appeared, he sat on the edge of the bed, saying to my wife with concern, "Sister-in-law, you're sleeping too far in. You can move over a little." My wife replied nervously that it was okay,
and then they fell silent. After
a while, Xiao Huang probably felt a little cold and asked my wife, "Sister-in-law, can I come over and cover myself with a blanket?" My wife nodded with her eyes closed and said yes. Xiao Huang sat down next to my wife, pulled the blanket over her legs, and gently stroked her hair, saying, "Sister-in-law, don't be nervous, relax, it's okay..."
Xiao Huang's reassurance made my wife feel very warm.
At that moment, I came out of the bathroom.
Seeing me appear, Xiao Huang moved to the other side and sat down, perhaps feeling that everything should start with me.
I lay reclining beside my wife, gently embracing her soft arms, and tenderly kissed her cheek. She slightly opened her eyes, looked at me, and said, "Husband..." before closing them again and resting her head against my chest, exuding a captivating feminine aura.
Looking at her blushing cheeks and inhaling her alluring fragrance, I felt as if I were in a dream. I suppressed the surging emotions in my chest, trying to relax as much as possible, and said to her, "Wife, I love you..." As I spoke, my cool lips kissed her rosy cheek, my hand slipping under the covers, moving over her full breasts, kneading her soft nipples, and then trying to pull back the towel covering her soft body. My wife suddenly gripped the towel tightly, her voice trembling, "No... don't untie it..."
I understood her shyness at that moment, stopped what I was doing, gently stroked her hair, pressed my tongue against her bright red lips, and slipped it inside. "Mmm..." my wife moaned softly, her warm tongue responding passionately to my intrusion, our tongues entwining intensely...
Taking advantage of this, I smoothly untied the towel from my wife's body, and her slightly cool breasts immediately fell into my hands. I gently kneaded them, and my wife hugged my neck tightly, feeling her breathing gradually become heavier...
I glanced sideways at Xiao Huang and found him still sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at us. I pulled my hand out from under the covers and beckoned to him, signaling him to come over.
While deeply kissing my wife, I naturally lifted the covers slightly, and my wife's snow-white breasts were immediately exposed to Xiao Huang's eyes. On her high breasts, one large brown nipple trembled slightly as I kneaded her breast, and the unique fragrance of a mature woman was faintly visible...
Soon, I could feel Xiao Huang's breath. He gently bent down and softly took his wife's nipple into his mouth, sucking on it with gusto, his hand moving towards the breast I was grasping...
"Oh...", his wife pulled away from his lips, tilting her head back and letting out a soft moan, her eyes tightly closed... The blanket was completely pulled back during our movements, revealing his wife's full, white, and tender body, her beautiful curves and exquisite figure completely exposed. His wife's figure had always been good, with a slender waist, full hips, and long, shapely legs, but that day I suddenly realized that compared to when we got married, his wife's figure had not only not changed at all, but was even more mature and alluring than before. Her breasts were still so high and firm, and even fuller and softer than before; her legs were still so white and slender, and even more rounded and fuller than before; with age, her body was filled with the charm of a mature woman.

Releasing my hand, as Xiao Huang took over caressing my wife's trembling breast, my hand directly reached her thickly haired pubic area. My wife was quite voluptuous, and the flesh on either side of her vulva was very fleshy, like two low, fleshy hills nestled on either side. I knew my wife didn't like her clitoris touched, so I used my fingers to rotate around her vaginal opening...
My wife just kept her eyes closed, letting us do as we pleased, her eyelashes fluttering incessantly, her breathing rapid and frequent. At the same time, I noticed that Xiao Huang was already standing by the bed, and my wife's fair, slender hand was holding his large, dark penis. Xiao Huang's penis was thick, dark, and throbbing slightly; you could almost see the veins twisting from its erection
.
My wife later told me that Xiao Huang had pulled her hand over. She didn't dare look at what Xiao Huang's penis looked like; she only felt that it was hot, thick, and large...
I lowered my head and kissed my wife again, her breathing becoming even more rapid and quick. Warm love fluid gradually overflowed from her vaginal opening, and my fingers were becoming increasingly sticky from it…
Just then, I felt Xiao Huang's hair brush against the back of my hand, which was resting on my wife's lower body. Without me noticing, Xiao Huang was already kissing my wife's thighs, moving from the outside to the inside…
No wonder my wife's love fluid was flowing so quickly and in such large quantities; this was the result of two men kissing and caressing each other. I gazed intently at my wife, her face flushed with the passion aroused by lust. Her beautiful eyes were half-closed, her gaze hazy, her eyes and brows filled with tenderness and affection. She writhed her voluptuous body, every curve of her body perfectly displayed…

I withdrew my hand from my wife's vaginal opening and continued to caress her breasts…
Leaving my wife's lips, I looked up to watch Xiao Huang's actions. Xiao Huang gently parted his wife's long, slender legs, pressing his face against her pubic hair, his lips instantly clamping onto her clitoris…
“Oh…,” his wife tilted her head back, her tightly closed face becoming even more alluring, involuntarily opening her sexy lips to let out a stimulating moan. Her legs, controlled by Xiao Huang's hands, involuntarily rose, and with the continuous force of Xiao Huang's lips and tongue on his wife's genitals, her legs were rocked up and down…
Xiao Huang was very diligent; he tilted his head and lifted his wife's buttocks, burying half his face in her pubic hair, licking and teasing her for a long time. Amidst the squeaking licking, sucking, tapping, and thrusting, his wife appeared extremely uncomfortable, but her moans grew even more ecstatic. I knew that once my wife was fully aroused, a little bit of her labia, like the hem of a scallop, would peek out from her vulva. Curled and wrinkled, sometimes glistening with a layer of love fluid secreted after arousal, it clung to her vulva and the exposed hem, like the petals of a bud smeared with honey.

"How is it?" I whispered in my wife's ear.

"Ah…husband…his tongue is inside…I can't take it…I'm so itchy…it's so uncomfortable…I'd rather be…than suffer like this…you two…let's see who goes first, stop teasing me!"

I nodded: "Wife, be brave, you might have to endure a little longer. Don't you like this kind of foreplay?"

My wife nodded too: "Then…I…I…I'm going to embarrass you…I'm sorry…he's really amazing…ah…I'm so wet…"

With our movements, my wife moaned softly, her beautiful body almost convulsing, her cries rising and falling, the blanket completely falling to the floor.

I felt it was about time, so I turned to look at Xiao Huang, who was also looking at me with a questioning look in his eyes. I understood he was asking if we could begin, so I nodded.

Xiao Huang left my wife's body to get a condom. I kissed my wife's face and continued to caress her thighs…

At this moment, my wife clearly knew what was about to happen; her body trembled a few times, seemingly a little nervous. Now that the moment had come, I was afraid she would change her mind at this crucial juncture, so I leaned over her, pressing down on her arms, holding her firmly so she couldn't move an inch.
At this moment, my wife seemed to understand my nervousness; she opened her eyes and gently nodded at me, as if to tell me she wouldn't back out. Perhaps to reassure me, she willingly opened her previously closed legs, allowing her vagina, which had previously been exclusively mine, to be completely, thoroughly, clearly, and beautifully opened before this strange man.

I watched helplessly as Xiao Huang straddled the bed, knelt between my wife's fair legs, and looked down at her vulva. One hand guided his penis, while the other parted her vulva from the left, first circling the head of his penis against her labia a few times, then parting her vaginal opening.

As he entered her, for some reason, my wife grabbed my hand and pressed it to her chest. Immediately afterward, Xiao Huang released both hands and lunged at my wife. "Oh…," with Xiao Huang's forward lean and the thrust of his large penis, my wife's breasts bounced, she cried out in a passionate, confused voice, her buttocks and waist arching upward in response, her beautiful face turning to one side, gripping the side of the pillow tightly, letting out a soft "Oh!"... I could feel her heart pounding fiercely.
When I saw her brow furrow and then relax, and the corners of her mouth twitch slightly, I knew that although I couldn't see that unforgettable moment for her husband, her expression clearly told me: the flesh that had once only covered part of my body had now accepted another man's swollen member.

Xiao Huang, naked, pressed down on my wife's full body, our heads touching above each other's faces. Because our lower bodies were connected, Xiao Huang's hands, supporting his body, were awkwardly positioned. I got up and moved to the other side of the bed, making room for Xiao Huang.
On this side of the bed, close to the wall, the aisle was narrow, making it difficult to observe them. So I turned and went to the other side of the bed, squatting beside it, gently stroking the inside of my wife's raised thigh, carefully observing Xiao Huang's movements. At this moment, I could clearly see that Xiao Huang's thick penis was completely inserted into the flesh between my wife's alluring labia.

The last rays of the setting sun streamed through the curtains, illuminating a naked couple: the man's elbows supported his body, his head pressed intimately against the woman's delicate face. The woman's hair was disheveled, her eyes closed, and her slightly parted lips emitted passionate moans. Her two long, slender, white legs were slightly raised, her snow-white body swaying with the man's hip movements.

Xiao Huang's firm buttocks began to thrust repeatedly into his wife's lower body. He didn't thrust in and out forcefully, but rather kept most of his thick, hard penis inside her vagina, then vigorously twisted his hips, making a half-rotating, churning, and pounding motion inside her…
At this moment, my wife's lower body was completely under Xiao Huang's control. With each forceful thrust, she let out a series of intoxicating moans, "Oh...ah..." Her full buttocks involuntarily swayed in rhythm with the man on top of her. Xiao Huang was clearly focusing all his attention on the friction between his glans and the tender flesh of her vaginal walls. Each thrust was accompanied by a soft moan, as if he were intensely enjoying the pleasure. I knew that although my wife had given birth once, her vagina was still remarkably well-preserved, with excellent muscle elasticity and a wonderful tactile feel. Xiao Huang's glans must be pressing deep inside her, powerfully rubbing and thrusting, carefully feeling the tightness, contractions, and lubrication within.

I stared blankly at Xiao Huang's gentle yet powerful movements on my wife. It was the first time I had seen another man's penis inside my wife's vagina, and hearing her passionate moans, I was overwhelmed with mixed emotions. This woman entering the world of lust was my wife! She had finally accepted a stranger, opening her body to him. She was willing to envelop his body with her own, to accommodate his deep penetration within her, to guide him to ejaculation and enjoy pleasure, and to let him unleash ecstasy, trembling, and spasms from within her, to savor her beauty. The most intimate and tender parts of their bodies intertwined and rubbed together, and her fluids were soaking their bodies…

I couldn't resist placing my hand between my wife's vagina and anus, gently pinching her perineum. "Oh…oh…", my wife's moans grew stronger, "plop…plop…plop…" soft sounds emanated from their genitals. An astonishing amount of fluid flowed down her thighs, already soaking the sheets…
In fact, over the years I had tried every kind of sex with my wife, becoming intimately familiar with every part of her body, inside and out, as if it were part of my own. But at this moment, I couldn't escape the awe-inspiring sensation of each clear thrust into my wife's body.
A surge of indescribable excitement welled up within me. Such a wonderful wife, such beautiful vulva—the place I cherished most when we first married was now being fully enjoyed by this stranger. Witnessing my beloved wife's familiar vagina receiving the repeated thrusts of this unfamiliar penis, I felt my blood boil, my lower body throbbing with intense arousal. Especially the sounds of her delicate breaths mingled with the man's rough voice made it impossible for me to control my intense sensations.
This feeling seeped into my body, making me succumb. I moved to the head of the bed and, beneath Xiao Huang's body, reached out and roughly kneaded my wife's breasts, twisting her nipples tightly…
At this moment, Xiao Huang tenderly asked my wife, "Sister-in-law, are you comfortable?"
Having experienced pleasure for the first time with a man other than her husband, my wife, enjoying the sensation, nodded frankly.
Encouraged, Xiao Huang said to her again, "Sister-in-law, if you're comfortable, will you hold me?" He then kissed her slightly parted lips, which were still groaning. At first, my wife tightly closed her teeth to prevent Xiao Huang's tongue from entering, but as Xiao Huang's lower body moved, she couldn't control herself. She opened her mouth in a daze, actively welcoming Xiao Huang's tongue. Their tongues danced wildly together, and she involuntarily hugged Xiao Huang's naked body tightly…
I clearly saw the expressions of pleasure and confusion on their faces, brought about by the friction of their genitals.
Under the relentless pressure of the man on top of her, the wife gradually spread her legs wider and wider, finally arching them open, then resting them against his thick waist. In renewed excitement, she parted again, then pressed against him, her buttocks rising and falling in rhythm with each thrust of Xiao Huang. I could clearly see that between the wife's raised, swaying legs, in front of Xiao Huang's testicles, amidst the intertwined pubic hair, the man's thick, hard penis was completely inside her.
The wife's tender, red vaginal opening turned in and out with each thrust of the man's penis, milky white, glistening fluid flowing from her vagina, trickling down her perineum to her buttocks…

Suddenly, Xiao Huang left his wife's body and stepped off the bed. His penis, still in his condom, was erect, the large, oily thing completely wet from base to tip. He turned to me and said, "Brother, come on up."
He said he couldn't handle his wife's passionate reaction and needed to rest.
I looked at my wife; her eyes were closed, still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, seemingly oblivious to everything. I immediately climbed onto the bed, faced my limp and powerless wife, knelt down beneath her, and held her thighs with my hands. Her wet, sticky vaginal opening was immediately exposed before my eyes.
I straddled my wife, supporting her erect penis, and thrust forward forcefully towards her overflowing vagina. I hadn't expected her vagina to be so wet; my penis practically slid in. As soon as I entered, I heard a soft moan from her throat, followed by a cry of "Ah..." as my penis completely filled her! Once inside
, I suddenly realized how easy and smooth entry was today. The softness, warmth, the feeling of being enveloped, the friction, and the lubrication were all perfectly balanced. My wife's vagina, after what Xiao Huang had done, was a little looser, but it was soft, very warm, very wet, and very lubricated—it felt wonderful inside.
Normally, when my wife and I make love, it doesn't feel special, but at this moment, it feels incredibly alluring. I can feel her vagina sucking and licking, gripping my penis tightly. An indescribable pleasure washes over me—
this is my wife's secret place, just after being with another man, right in the throes of orgasm! I can clearly feel her soft, tender body moving deeper and deeper, feeling her body spasming and sucking on my penis. My glans, 15 centimeters deep inside her, feels her burning desire. I stop there, feeling my penis enveloped by the soft, hot flesh of her vagina, an indescribable bliss. It's as if the whole world has ceased to exist; only the hot, soft attraction emanating from that one place is real.
Unsurprisingly, I began to move my hips back and forth, thrusting in and out. Due to her abundant secretions, my penis slid smoothly through her opening. Her vagina was overflowing with fluids; compared to her usual warm, tight, and sucking sensation, her vagina was now overflowing with juices, incredibly elastic, as if trying to make more room for me to perform. She kept her eyes closed, letting me go in and out.
Watching my engorged penis, throbbing with veins, thrust in and out of her overflowing vagina, from deep red to covered in semen, becoming a layer of pale white foam, a surge of excitement and physical pleasure rushed to my head, giving me a light, floating feeling. My head absorbed the pleasure from my penis like a sponge, my soul already soaring into space.
I continued to thrust forcefully, my body feeling increasingly tense, yet simultaneously experiencing an indescribable relaxation. Her juices were unusually abundant, and the sounds of her lower body sloshing about made a constant "splashing" sound.
My penis was covered in her glistening love juice, and with each thrust, I pulled out her tender flesh and then forcefully pushed it back in. Her full breasts bounced with each thrust, her body undulating in waves of flesh, her moans growing louder and louder, her vagina sucking at my glans with each contraction and relaxation…
Suddenly, I felt her vagina tighten, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly, her legs clamping me firmly, her body almost frozen, and copious amounts of secreted fluid gushing out. I knew my wife was at the peak of arousal, and now she needed the most vigorous thrusting! So, while kissing my wife's breasts, I adjusted my position, steadied her legs, and began a storm of thrusting. "Oh… ah… ah…" my wife cried out again, her long, smooth black hair obscuring her beautiful face…
I sped up, and after a burst of passionate thrusting, a sensation of impending ejaculation surged through my glans. I immediately stopped, leaving my hard penis inside my wife's warm vagina.
During this brief pause, Xiao Huang, who was squatting by the bed, buried his head in my wife's chest and took her hardened nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it...
"Mmm...mmm...it hurts...be gentle..."
I felt my wife's vagina contract violently, squeezing me tighter and tighter...
Unable to bear Xiao Huang's actions, my wife closed her eyes, her face a mixture of pleasure and pain, her cherry lips slightly parted as she softly pleaded.
Looking at my wife, I thrust into her again with renewed ferocity. My wife's full breasts swayed violently back and forth with my intense assault...
My wife later told me about her new experience: the large swaying of her breasts during penetration felt like someone was caressing her, making her even more aroused and excited.
With each intensified thrust, the urge to ejaculate through my glans became increasingly unbearable.
Looking down, I saw that our genitals were completely wet, our pubic hair was matted together, and there were sticky little bubbles at the entrance of her vagina.
I withdrew, squatted down beside my wife's bed, and kept stroking her face. I nudged Xiao Huang, signaling him to get on top of her.
Amid my wife's gentle moans, Xiao Huang put his mouth to her ear, licking it while saying something to her. My wife, stimulated, nodded repeatedly. Xiao Huang's lips suddenly pressed against his wife's. His wife tilted her head slightly, seemingly resisting, yet also accepting… Soon, a dazed expression appeared on her face, completely immersed in a passionate kiss. She moaned, "Mmm… Oh…" Her sensual lips twisted slightly under Xiao Huang's ministrations, her fair arms tightly embracing his body, her high breasts pressed firmly against his chest…
His wife later told me that

seeing her take the initiative to be intimate with Xiao Huang, a surge of heat rushed to his head, and he became even harder and more aroused… "Okay, let's share your body." Then, willingly, he lifted his wife's legs and asked Xiao Huang to ravage her to his heart's content. The three of us, in this way, went wild with lust to the extreme.
Xiao Huang then got back onto the bed, pressing his body against his wife's snow-white body. Between her parted legs, he reached down and rubbed his glans against her vulva, then, holding his penis firmly, thrust downwards. His large penis, wet with her fluids, slid easily into her incredibly lubricated vagina. "Oh..." With a cry from his wife, Xiao Huang entered her again.
Xiao Huang's movements were the same as before, small but powerful. His wife swayed her head back and forth with his thrusts. The two embraced tightly, their intercourse gradually reaching a passionate and ecstatic state. His wife's vaginal fluids soaked both of their pubic hair and dripped onto the bed. I moved to their lower bodies, placing my fingers between Xiao Huang's legs and caressing his wife's perineum. Then I withdrew a little, admiring this exciting and thrilling scene of intercourse.
Xiao Huang forcefully spread his wife's leg apart with one knee, his taut, prominent leg muscles pressed tightly against her smooth, delicate thigh. The harmonious beauty of the man and woman was evident even in the strength and grace of those two legs.
His wife's legs were spread as wide as possible, her vaginal opening almost directly facing his rapid and forceful penetration. The skin around her vaginal opening, taut with a slightly bluish transparency, was translucent. At this point, Xiao Huang's penis could penetrate to its deepest point every time, without any obstruction. However, when he withdrew halfway, he would return and forcefully thrust back to the bottom of her vaginal canal. Each time his penis passed through her, it caused her to contract or perhaps shudder.
"There's a labia majora at the very back of your wife's vagina opening and closing; could it be that her cervix is opening…?" Xiao Huang paused, then reported to me.
His wife moaned, "It's you...you've opened my flower core..."

"Sister-in-law, you're squeezing me so tight, I've already reached the end. Your vagina is gripping me tightly now. Oh, it feels so good, the flesh inside is even tighter. Round and round." He thrust deeply again, pressing himself tightly against his wife, and then stopped.
"Mmm...it's so embarrassing...no...don't say it..." His wife's voice was trembling with sobs, but upon closer listening, it wasn't discomfort, but rather a sense of ethereal bliss
, as if she were about to ascend to the pinnacle of life and take flight. Xiao Huang's legs were straight, trembling slightly, likely from the contractions of his wife's vagina during her orgasm. Perhaps stimulated by the sucking sensation from her vaginal contractions, he trembled along with her.

"Ah...oh..." his wife cried out even louder, her hands gripping the pillow tightly, her whole body writhing, her beautiful face radiating the intoxicating glow of sexual pleasure...

Time ticked by, and when the clock struck six, Xiao Huang was still relentlessly thrusting into my wife from behind, his thrusts precise and controlled. Each time he penetrated deep into her vagina, he would pause firmly, then twist his hips forcefully from side to side, allowing her to fully experience the sensation of his engorged penis inside her. My wife lay on the
headboard, her legs limp and kneeling on the bed, her face soaked with sweat that drenched her beautiful hair. If it weren't for my support, she wouldn't have been able to stand. "

Plop...plop...plop..." soft sounds emanated from their bodies. My wife's astonishing fluids flowed down her thighs, soaking the sheets beneath her. Finally, I had to switch sides with her, and they resumed their assault.
Xiao Huang's thrusting motions became increasingly vigorous, penetrating deep into my wife's body until she was almost breathless. Several times, due to excessive movement, his penis slipped out of her vagina. Xiao Huang simply lifted his hips slightly and skillfully pushed it back inside his wife. Her cries were now devoid of meaning, only faint moans emanating from her abdomen with each deep thrust: "Oh... um... um... um... um..." I could feel the throbbing sensation from Xiao Huang's body emanating from her.

"Honey, are you still going?" I asked. My wife seemed completely immersed in desire, her face showing an expression of ecstasy. Beads of sweat dripped from her body, condensing on her nose and sticking to her temples.
She leaned against my chest, looking at me blankly, nodded, and forced a smile: "I'm okay... but... I've never felt this stimulated before... wave after wave, I... I'm going to come again!"

Suddenly, Xiao Huang increased his speed, causing their bodies to slam together with a loud "thump! thump!" The wife could no longer move. She impulsively clung tightly to Xiao Huang, her teeth clenched, yet trembling uncontrollably, her lips almost bleeding from being bitten. She cried out again, "I'm...I'm...I'm coming again!"
and then trembled uncontrollably, clinging to the man on top of her. The instant she embraced Xiao Huang, with a final, powerful thrust, she let out a hoarse cry. Xiao Huang abruptly stopped thrusting, his lower abdomen pressed tightly against her buttocks, holding her firmly in place. I couldn't see the expression on his face—whether it was excitement or pleasure—only the intermittent relaxation and tension in his buttocks muscles, his body trembling slightly, and the base of his penis still protruding from her vagina, the pulsation of the protruding urethra barely visible.
I knew—he was ejaculating inside my wife's warm vagina
, reaching orgasm. My wife, writhing uncontrollably, stared wide-eyed at Xiao Huang, who was trembling all over.
Clearly, she knew the penis inside her was ejaculating. Then, their bodies pressed tightly together. They both
began to spasm and convulse simultaneously. My wife's body, which I was usually so familiar with, now felt so foreign. I couldn't reconcile the almost divine purity I held in my heart with such a voluptuous body and surging lust.
A moment later, Xiao Huang went limp, collapsing onto my wife, his buttocks still twitching with the lingering tremor of ejaculation, like a brilliant shooting star leaving a faint trail of light after it streaked across the night sky. The wife turned around and hugged his broad back tightly. Her small, white hands on his dark, languid back resembled two blooming calla lilies
after their release. He slightly raised his body, as if announcing to his wife that his body was about to leave her. The wife swayed slightly, as if reluctantly groaning, her legs still tightly pressed together, and she hugged him even tighter.
Women always feel a strange attachment to the departure of the man who has penetrated their bodies, whether it is their husband of many years or a stranger they have only met for a little over an hour. The wife was clearly hesitant to express this feeling, and I preferred to believe it was an emotion arising from the complete satisfaction of her body.

After leaving his penis inside her for a while longer, Xiao Huang lifted the other leg that was pressing against his wife. He tried to spread her legs with his hands, but although she must have exerted some force, her legs did not budge, making it a little difficult for Xiao Huang to pull his penis, still attached to the sheath, out of her body.
At this moment, Xiao Huang, like a considerate husband, stopped forcing his way out. He continued kissing his wife, their faces pressed together, while he used his hand to reach between their bodies, pinching the rubber band of the condom between his fingers, and slowly pulled back. A large patch of his wife's disheveled hair covered Xiao Huang's face. Several times she tried to kneel down, but Xiao Huang used one arm to support her, keeping her kneeling.
"Pull!" The tender red lips parted, and Xiao Huang's body slowly withdrew from his wife's body. The organ that had just been so powerful, hot, and exciting, bringing his wife such intense pleasure, gradually slid out of her still-hot cavity as its owner left, leaving a few thin strands of fluid. Both of them looked at each other with satisfaction and affection. Xiao Huang completely withdrew
his penis from his wife's body, his penis still semi-erect. He stood up, holding the base of the condom with his hand, and carefully walked towards the bathroom. I saw that the tip of the condom covering Xiao Huang's shrunken, limp penis was glistening with milky white semen...
After he withdrew, I looked at my wife, her face flushed with desire, having just been with another man, and an inexplicable urge surged within me. I pulled my wife's body to the edge of the bed, made her lie face down, and pounced on her fiercely, thrusting my erect penis deep into her wet, hairy cave. I began another frenzied assault on her...
At that moment, I felt I wasn't making love, but rather taking mad revenge, ruthlessly trampling on my wife, as if trying to reclaim what I had lost...

I continued to thrust repeatedly. My wife kept moaning, and her moans grew louder with each thrust. Encouraged by her moans, I thrust even harder and more violently. My wife's moans began to tremble, and her vaginal fluids increased,
making a "plop, plop" sound as my penis entered and exited. At that moment, my wife suddenly kissed me, and I, of course, returned the kiss passionately. Just then, something strange happened. I felt the area between my wife's legs, tightly wrapped around me, begin to twitch and vibrate. At first, it was a violent tremor, but later it transformed into a wave-like rhythmic movement of the vaginal walls. My penis was enveloped by the tight, hot flesh of her vaginal cavity, a sensation of unparalleled pleasure.
My surprise turned to excitement, and then to an unprecedented enjoyment. My wife and I didn't need to move; simply holding each other tightly, the twitching effect from her magical private parts made her feel completely entranced, experiencing multiple orgasms, while also sending my blood rushing.
I couldn't help but recall what Xiao Huang had said during my wife's orgasm. Xiao Huang had said that my wife's innermost area seemed open, and when he penetrated to the tip, it felt like a pair of labia opening and closing, with rings of flesh gripping tightly inside—it felt so good.
We embraced tighter and tighter, her swollen vaginas gripping my burning penis, merging into one, their contours perfectly aligned. I felt the heat of her vagina, and the head of my penis, churning within its burning depths, sent shivers of ticklish sensation. I closed my eyes, focusing intently on the pleasure of this frenzied intercourse, thrusting upwards, pushing my penis deeper into her core. I truly thanked the Creator for creating such a wondrous organ, bringing humanity endless joy and pleasure… Though I couldn't help feeling a pang of envy for the stranger who had experienced this wonder from this body before me, I understood: it was precisely because of this stranger's presence that we both discovered such amazing wonder within my wife's body.
Suddenly, a long scream escaped her throat, "Ah…ah…oh…oh…" Her limbs clung to my body like an octopus, her vulva sucking at my penis with a pulsating, fish-like motion. I felt my penis being tightly gripped by an invisible little hand, and I knew she had reached the peak of pleasure.
I couldn't hold back any longer! So, with all my might, I thrust in and out more than ten times. A pleasurable shudder ran through me, my blood rushed to my brain, I shivered, and
a , rushing down to my genitals. This heat gushed out from that opening, and finally, a gush of hot semen erupted, shooting into her depths in waves.
I felt my penis convulsing, the glans burning like a volcano, its tip beginning to spew molten lava. With each thrust, it shot out a stream, seven, eight, or even more, unrestrainedly ejaculating inside my wife's body.
At this moment, my wife was also trembling all over, the sheets pulled up to her chest, her calves shaking, her vulva spasming, eagerly absorbing the semen I had ejaculated inside her. My thick, hard penis throbbed deeply deep inside her tight vagina ten or so times before finally settling down. She tensed, moaning ecstatically, clinging tightly to me, savoring the peak pleasure of my penis ejaculating at her cervix. We finally reached the ecstasy of intercourse together, trembling slightly as we experienced one orgasm after another.
When we finally calmed down, I groaned, and she exhaled a long breath. We relaxed, exhausted, the unprecedented pleasure leaving us with an unprecedented fatigue.
I lay on top of her, stroking her body, pressing down on her full, soft form. She lay beneath me, her body supple and boneless. My penis, still firmly inside her after the intense thrusting, was held tightly between her legs, the glans still itchy, sending a faint, warm, and wet sensation of pleasure
through me. My wife had truly lost her virginity. Her fair, full body, exuding the unique fragrance of a mature woman, was offered up before my very eyes to a stranger. A strange man, with his own free will and methods, wantonly unleashed his lust on this beautiful, delicate body. These glistening thighs, supple waist, full breasts, exquisite clitoris, shy breaths, and melodious moans, which originally belonged only to me, had become a shared object in the past hour!
But at the same time, I felt a kind of pleasure, a pleasure from the bottom of my heart. It could even be said that this was the most exciting and enjoyable experience I had ever had since I began having sex. Only I know the reason for this; I know I've become intoxicated by this feeling.
My wife finally opened her eyes and asked me tenderly, "Honey, are you tired? Lie on me and rest." Throughout the entire threesome, my wife had kept her eyes closed in shyness; only now did she open them.
I shook my head, tidied my wife's disheveled hair, and gently caressed her breasts. My wife blinked at me, then suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "I feel like he's a little different from you..." I
shushed her and quickly covered her mouth with my hand. I was worried that Xiao Huang would hear our comments and it would make him feel bad.
So, we remained still for a long time. My wife gently kissed my face, and I simply remained inside her, feeling her tightness, her contractions, and her lubrication, savoring the wonderful feeling after this intense orgasm.
My wife rested her head on my side and whispered, "Honey, just now... I... I..."
I knew what she was thinking; she was afraid I would have a bad opinion of her. I smiled, gently stroked her hair, and said, "It's okay. It doesn't matter what happens in bed, as long as we're both comfortable."

My wife hugged me tightly and said, "Honey, you're so good."

I hugged her back and said, "I will always love you."

I had a vague feeling that our sex life might become more colorful in the future.
After Xiao Huang finished washing up, I let my wife go wash up first. My wife, naked and full-figured, walked out in front of us. After entering the bathroom
, my wife told me that she had carefully washed the nipples that Xiao Huang had sucked and the parts he had kissed. In moments of ecstasy, she craved such sucking and kissing. Afterwards, she felt she had to remove those marks because she belonged to her husband and couldn't accept any other man leaving anything on her.
Women's psychology is always so contradictory.
It was already 6:45 PM. From the time we entered the house, the three of us had been playing for over an hour.
While my wife was washing up, I asked Xiao Huang, "How was it? Was your sister-in-law alright?"
Xiao Huang nodded and said, "Although she didn't seem very open at first, she was very cooperative during sex, making the experience very comfortable. I can say it's the first time I've encountered such a compatible partner in bed; it was really enjoyable."
I nodded and then told Xiao Huang that we had to go, as it was getting late and my wife had to rush to a wedding. Xiao Huang nodded understandingly and said, "Then hurry up and go; I'll stay here tonight." We slowly got dressed and chatted. He said he really enjoyed being with us, and I teased him, saying that if he liked it, he was welcome to call us anytime.
A little while later, my wife came out of the door and suddenly saw that we were all dressed, leaving her completely naked. All the lights in the room were on again, making her feel embarrassed, and she tried to sneak back into the bathroom.
I went over and hugged her, saying to her:
"It's alright, we've already done intimate things, so don't hide anymore."
So, I pulled her out of the bathroom, pushed her in front of Xiao Huang, and said, "I'm leaving soon, let's be intimate one last time."
I went into the bathroom, tidied myself up, packed my things, and when I came out, my wife was already dressed and waiting for me in the room. She still looked so dignified and beautiful, but her face was flushed with shyness. Looking at my elegant and refined wife, who would have thought that just a few minutes ago, she was a wanton woman enjoying sexual pleasure!
After the passion subsided, my wife's shyness in front of Xiao Huang seemed to intensify. When it was time to leave, I said goodbye to Xiao Huang; my wife didn't say a word. Later, my wife told me that she felt very embarrassed, that she had left the room almost like she was running away.
She later told me that she felt guilty towards Xiao Huang; he had been very kind and considerate to her, and left without saying a word, which she felt was really unfair.
My wife, always so kind and compassionate
, said something before we left the house: "I've already experienced it. You said it was just once, so please don't do it again, okay?"
My heart skipped a beat. I asked her if she didn't enjoy it. She admitted that she did feel great physically, very excited and thrilled, experiencing a fresh and exciting feeling she'd never felt before. But she worried that it took too much time and energy for us and would affect our family life. I reassured her that this wouldn't happen too often, and that I would only arrange it when appropriate, asking her not to worry. Then I asked if she would still want me to arrange it again. She vaguely agreed, saying, "We'll see later."
I knew she couldn't forget the pleasure, but she didn't want to encourage me to do it too much, hence her perfunctory response. My wife is a good woman; she was afraid I would become addicted to this kind of game.
I asked her if she was nervous when we were about to play the threesome and go into the room. She replied that she wasn't nervous because it was my arrangement, and even if she didn't want to accept it, she didn't want to make me angry. At the time, I had a "what the hell" mentality, willing to endure anything, even going through fire and
water. But as it turns out, how could I possibly ask my beloved wife to go through such a thing? She only gained happiness.
However, I believe my wife's words are true; because she trusts me, she wasn't afraid of anything, simply doing something she didn't want to do.
In comparison, I feel that the emotional conflict and psychological torment I suffered were far greater.

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